Moreover, I think Mr. Mo should re-count all the money of the Mo family, including antique calligraphy and paintings......"

Mo Jianguo said: "Antique calligraphy and paintings, my father did have a collection of some back then, I ...... Mr. Wen, wait a minute......"

With that, he hurriedly got up and ran to the bedroom.

Zhao Jia said to Wen Cai: "Don't be surprised Mr. Wen, he will lock some antiques, calligraphy and paintings in his safe, I guess he will go and get them." ”

Wen Cai deliberately asked: "Doesn't Mrs. Cipher know either?" ”

The expression on Zhao Jia's face was a little stiff, nodded, and then laughed at himself: "Yes, I don't know, in the end...... He still doesn't trust me. ”

Wen Cai said: "Madame is a smart person, and, very insightful, I think, it will be better in the future." ”

Zhao Jia nodded: "I thank you for your auspicious words." ”

The words of the two of them are all words in words, and they have already understood each other.

Wen Cai praised Zhao Jia and said that it would be better in the future, but in fact, he was saying that if there is a chance, we can also cooperate, of course, this cooperation is to avoid Mo Jianguo.

Zhao Jia agreed.

Of course she would agree, she didn't plan to hang herself on Mo Jianguo's crooked neck tree.

Soon, Mo Jianguo came out with something in his arms.

Two calligraphy and paintings, a purple clay pot.

Mo Jianguo said: "Mr. Wen knows how to appreciate antiques, these things were brought out when I came out of the house, and when you said that just now, I suddenly had no bottom in my heart." ”

Wen Cai said: "I know a little bit, if Mr. Mo believes me, I can help you take a look." ”

Mo Jianguo hurriedly handed over the things: "You have long eyes, these two are paintings of the Bada Shanren of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is a painter of the Qing Dynasty, you can help me take a look at ......." ”

The calligraphy and painting were not opened, Wen Cai just glanced at the paper and said: "If it is from the Ming and Qing dynasties, then ...... These two paintings must be fake! ”

Mo Jianguo: "You haven't even seen ......"

Wen Cai shook his head: "I don't even have to look at this paper, close my eyes and touch it, I know that this is modern rice paper, not a few years." ”

Mo Jianguo suddenly felt his heart twitch violently, as if he had been scraped flesh.

Mo Jianguo's angry face was about to deform: "Rosie, this stinky cousin...... Cheap goods...... She must have replaced the real thing, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill him......"

Zhao Jia said: "Mr. Wen, you can take a look at it again, this purple sand ......"

Mo Jianguo hurriedly said: "Yes, this purple clay pot, you can show it, my father likes it very much, Master Gu Jingzhou's purple clay pot, he spent several years, many people, and spent a lot of money to get this purple clay pot, I usually cherish it, before I die, tell me, let me keep this pot." ”

Wen Cai picked it up and looked at it for a while, then put it down and shook his head: "I know Mr. Mo, you have hope, but it's a pity...... Fake, Master Gu Jingzhou's purple clay pot, it is priceless, such a good thing, how could she let it go, this pot is too rough, not even one-tenth of Master Gu Jingzhou's...... This is a new pot that is no more than 5 years old. ”

Mo Jianguo's hands trembled angrily like Parkinson's, "Slut, slut...... She deceived me so much......"

Zhao Jia looked at the fakes that had been replaced, and felt a little painful, this is all money, it is a huge amount of wealth, and it was actually replaced by Rosie!

(End of chapter)